It's All Relative

Seriously considering leaving early to go to Costco

Everyone in my office is gone today. Well, everyone that I work for that is. I probably didn't need to come in today, but I did anyway. I think I'll leave after lunch.

Oh, I was just told to go home. Sweet.

Anyway, this weekend I'm going to buy a desk. I really just want a wooden table, you know, like a thick butcher block kind of thing that I can paint or something. I don' t want drawers or anything like that. But knowing my luck, I won't be able to find something so simple.

Did anyone read about that cruise ship that sank right off the shores of Santorini? Crazy. I've been there, by the way, you know, Santorini....I'm just saying.

Last night's Office was pretty uneventful. I was a little disappointed since I've been waiting around for a new episode for like a month, however the first 10 minutes were pretty funny. If you don't watch this show, you should. You are missing out. Period.

I've decided I really like the name Bailey. If I ever have a baby, that is what I am naming him or her. So hear me now, I'm claiming that name. Even though I am not married or even in a serious relationship that will maybe head in that direction, I am claiming that name for my future baby. After this whole Lilly whoopla, I've done some serious contemplating on the idea of being a mother and I have to consider the fact that I may not get married or have a baby for a very, very long time. Maybe long after my siblings and friends are done having kids, so by then obviously a lot of names will be spoken for. I'm just looking out for my future baby. You understand.

My brother has been using my iPod and now it's thrashed. I AM SO PISSED. I had a nice cover on it so it wouldn't get scratched or anything and Christian decided to take it off and throw it in his gym bag and use it at will. Now it's all f-ed up and crappy looking. Why he does not just buy his own is beyond me. He's now calling it the iPod, like it 's a piece of community property. Christian: stop using my iPod. You have money, a lot of it. Go buy your own. And I don't care if it's Masters Weekend, stop eating my chicken.

I need to move out.